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mayfield_rpg2012-09-14 09:38 pm
hintcoinplz) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-09-14 09:38 pm
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Puzzle 34
[726 Anderson Lane.]
[Luke had only been gone a little over three hours, but the way he's stumbling into the house makes it look like he's been gone for a week. The front of his shirt is covered in blood, and he has a nasty bite on his shoulder. Despite that? He doesn't look scared or traumatized, as he usually does with each horrible event the town puts them through.
Instead, he looks really tired.
He darts towards the kitchen, and rummages for something to eat and drink. He's tempted to find someplace to sleep, but there's still a few things he needs to do first. The first thing he needs to do is make a phone call...]
[Phone.]
What all was found in those portals? What did everyone see? The more you can tell me, the better. We ought to start making a record of our discoveries as soon as possible.
[Around town.]
[After a fresh change of clothes, Luke doesn't look that much better, but at least he's not covered in blood anymore. His first goal is to check on the people he traveled with in the void and make sure they all came back in one piece. While he's mostly interested in checking up on people he knows, he'll stop for just about anyone.
When he's finished making sure everyone is okay, he'll go pay a visit to a certain sea creature at the lake.]
[462 Stone Street - Late night]
[The event may be over, but Luke's paranoia gets the better of him. He's spent most of his day fighting sleep and stalking his Mayfield family just in case they don't get eaten by a glitch or something. But even as he tries to go to bed, he still keeps waking up in the middle of the night thanks to some very nasty nightmares.
Deciding sleep is a lost cause, he slips out of the house in the middle of the night, still in his pajamas. He makes his way over to 462 Stone Street to check up on a certain puzzler. Worried about waking them up, he ends up sitting outside the door like a creeper while he decides if he should knock or not.
Unfortunately his lack of sleep catches up with him, because before he can make a decision, he dozes off on the doorstep of the Nigma family. If Edward or Ema checks outside in the middle of the night, they'll find Luke curled up and fast asleep on the porch.]
[Luke had only been gone a little over three hours, but the way he's stumbling into the house makes it look like he's been gone for a week. The front of his shirt is covered in blood, and he has a nasty bite on his shoulder. Despite that? He doesn't look scared or traumatized, as he usually does with each horrible event the town puts them through.
Instead, he looks really tired.
He darts towards the kitchen, and rummages for something to eat and drink. He's tempted to find someplace to sleep, but there's still a few things he needs to do first. The first thing he needs to do is make a phone call...]
[Phone.]
What all was found in those portals? What did everyone see? The more you can tell me, the better. We ought to start making a record of our discoveries as soon as possible.
[Around town.]
[After a fresh change of clothes, Luke doesn't look that much better, but at least he's not covered in blood anymore. His first goal is to check on the people he traveled with in the void and make sure they all came back in one piece. While he's mostly interested in checking up on people he knows, he'll stop for just about anyone.
When he's finished making sure everyone is okay, he'll go pay a visit to a certain sea creature at the lake.]
[462 Stone Street - Late night]
[The event may be over, but Luke's paranoia gets the better of him. He's spent most of his day fighting sleep and stalking his Mayfield family just in case they don't get eaten by a glitch or something. But even as he tries to go to bed, he still keeps waking up in the middle of the night thanks to some very nasty nightmares.
Deciding sleep is a lost cause, he slips out of the house in the middle of the night, still in his pajamas. He makes his way over to 462 Stone Street to check up on a certain puzzler. Worried about waking them up, he ends up sitting outside the door like a creeper while he decides if he should knock or not.
Unfortunately his lack of sleep catches up with him, because before he can make a decision, he dozes off on the doorstep of the Nigma family. If Edward or Ema checks outside in the middle of the night, they'll find Luke curled up and fast asleep on the porch.]
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[he hums thoughtfully, gently wiggling his feet back and forth.]
...Right, so. If we were running Mayfield, where would be the most logical place to hide anything even remotely resembling a portal out of here?
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[Luke makes a face.]
Ugh. Come to think of it, what if it was in the same house as the Smiths?
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[YEAH OKAY SCREW REALISM.]
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Obviously storming City Hall would be a terrible idea without some planning. So um, maybe we could start with what's out on the highway?
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huh.]
I've never been out there before. Is it, um - [he twiddles his fingers.] ...Dangerous?
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[Thus why he doesn't mind starting there. How does that saying go again? Curiosity killed the cat...]
There's um, a forest. And a diner. That's all I've really heard.
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[he sighs. it can't be any worse than the void, right? sure, he said the same about the carnival, but darn it, this is DIFFERENT.]
Yeah, sure. Let's give it a shot. It's not like we have anything else to lose, right? [he tucks both arms behind his head, glancing up.] I'd make a terrible old man anyway.
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Like I said, we start by process of elimination. We have to be a lot cleverer about this then the people who think it's okay to start blowing up buildings all over town.
[He frowns at the Once-ler's last comment.]
Well, I hope it won't come to that...I've still got a lot of growing to do yet!
[He hopes. HE HOPES.]
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[and speaking of fun...]
We're not going alone, right?
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Of course we're not going alone. I'll see about rounding a few others as well. The more the merrier, right?
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Mmhm. Just make sure not to tell Annie, yeah? She throws a mean, uh...well, you. Believe it or not, but that isn't a good thing.
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[Although they did mention a wasteland. He's doubtful, but being pessimistic about it wasn't going to do them much good.]
Throws a mean me, you mean. [Yeah he's still pretty cranky about that.]
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That's what I said! If there was a bowling league where you bowled with little kids instead of balls, she'd totally take home the gold. [a beat] But yeah, sorry I had to catch you with my face.
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And um, sorry I hit with you my foot. Or head. Whichever crashed into you first.
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Well, water under the bridge, right?
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Mhm, I suppose we just ought to put it behind us. Aside from that, I think we made a pretty cool team.
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A regular dream team. Remind me to thank your dad if we manage to somehow rope him into this stupid plan. I need to know where he got that cane; it was beyond neat.
[huff!]
I actually wouldn't mind having one.
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Oh, his cane? It is pretty neat, isn't it? He gave me one like it as a Christmas gift! I altered it so it could fire coins.
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Maybe he could get me one if I ask real nicely. [he frowns nervously, gnawing on his lower lip.] ...I mean, if worst comes to worst, I could bribe him with a new mailbox. I kinda...forgot to replace the old one when I ran it over.
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...Oh! So that's why our mailbox is gone. I was wondering about that.
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In my defense, he's sort of a jinx.
[seriously, it's a wonder Once-ler didn't accidentally cut his head off or something while they were in the void.]
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